Connections made and lost- a journey less than 3 seconds long. I like eye contact. I like you… I think. I want to analyze you; know your past, your future, your present. What are you so dressed up for? What do you look so sad about? Have you smiled at your reflection today?
Constantly craving human connection in a city that knows not the meaning of silence; am I going crazy or are we all making noise with no meaning? Give me a meaningful look- hold it for longer than a fleeting second. Strangers sharing breathing space, stair landings, street noise from our adjacent windows. Stranger things have happened than saying hello.
Smile at me and show me your teeth. Yes, even the one you lost when you hit your mouth against the curb when you were 14, playing outside with dried blood on your young skin.
Lonely in a place where nights are longer than long; am I losing my mind or are we losing the ability to touch: hearts, hands, breaths, souls?
Connections made and lost- a journey less than 3 seconds long. Let’s try again tomorrow.
Words by Lara Elsergany
Photos by Salman Vermonte